In utter silence.
Under this sword strike, the body of the Jiao Demon King was split into two halves.
After that moment.
The entire void began to operate again.
Silence!
The mountain was deathly still.
Not a sound was heard.
Countless demons stared, breathless, shocked by the scene before them.
Boom! Boom!
As blood spurted wildly, the cleaved Jiao Demon King crashed heavily onto the ground. His eyes were wide open, still bearing an expression of disbelief, as if he couldn't comprehend that he had died by Ye Qingchen's sword.
"You, how dare you kill me!"
Not until a moment later.
The last glimmer in his eyes quietly faded away, completely extinguished.
Boom!
Witnessing the fall of the Jiao Demon King.
All the demons on the mountain suddenly snapped out of their shock.
In a clamor of panic, they frantically fled in all directions. Even the Jiao Demon King had died by Ye Qingchen's sword; how could they have any courage to face him?
"Kill them, leave none alive!"
